Cuckold

My husband and I always fantasized about me. When we fuck, he would tell me how much he would like me to get fucked by four guys or more at the same time. In return, I told him about the times I fucked before our wedding and he was really excited to hear me describe how their dicks felt going inside me and banging in my mouth and pussy.

I finally left my office and found a job in a club as a barmaid. I would dress as sexy as possible with heels, short skirts, a hose of panties without panties and either dumbbells or blouses through without bra. Every time I served drinks, I made sure to exhibit as much as possible. I had a lot of guys asking me to do all kinds of things, but I never did anything with them. I was going home and I was telling my husband what they had asked me to do and before I knew we were going to fuck and we were both talking about getting fucked. I never fucked anyone before the day we went to the beach.

Before I start, I should give a brief description of my wife, Julie. She’s 26 years old, she has a 5'3" 105lbs slim with long red hair flamboyant (a real redhead I could add!), blue eyes, and a set of stern red-lips made to suck the dick. She also has a nice 38B firm pair that just ask to be sucked and pressed. Its lower half is even better, measuring at a beautiful 36 inches with a meticulously cut pussy to expose its soft and tender lips. Julie also likes to give head & get fucked doggystyle. My wife can also sometimes be submissive. One of my fantasies is to watch my wife serve more than one man at a time. This is what happened a few weeks ago.

We’ve been walking around for several years when Tom, my husband, started talking about me, taking a black guy. I forced him to interfere, but deep down, I can’t wait to feel a big black dick inside me. It was always taboo when I grew up in a small southern town. I had always heard that black men were hanged well and that my husband was a little short in this department. I finally agreed to put an ad in our group of swingers to see what we could find. We both went through the answers and picked a guy who came across our city quite often since he was a cuckoo driver. We organized a meeting with Gene just to get to know each other a little bit and see if we all wanted to meet each other. We met him for a drink the next time he was in town and decided to set a date for the following week. I knew as soon as I saw this guy I wanted him to be my first black lover. He was very muscular, big and beautiful and very nice too. When we went to say goodbye, he asked Hubby if he could kiss me and he agreed. He took me in his big arms and gave me the most passionate kiss I’ve ever felt. I could feel his dick hardening in his pants and it seemed huge. I wanted to fuck him in the parking lot, but I didn’t want Hubby to know how excited I was, so he could step back. Finally, Tom joked: “You have better to calm down or we’ll never get there until next week.”

Our car was in the garage for repair and they didn’t have a spare “lender”, so my wife, Angel, (who is a beautiful, small 26) and I had to travel downtown on the suburban train. Where the train is full and must stand. We didn’t know how well we were where, at the next station, dozens of people started riding and where we took over like sardines.

In the crush, Angel and I, where we were separated, I could see the top of his head on the crowd. They’re mostly businessmen on the train, so it wasn’t surprising that Angel was surrounded by men… but the funniest thing is that they’re all facing Angel, we expect a group to face different directions. The lûché train and a hole appeared momentarily and I could see that Angel’s mini skirt was around her waist and panties where pulled by her knees. One guy fingered her pussy, another kiss. Her top has been removed (she doesn’t need a bra) and 2 more where to play with her breasts.

My husband and I always fantasized about me. When we fuck, he would tell me how much he would like me to get fucked by four guys or more at the same time. In return, I told him about the times I fucked before our wedding and he was really excited to hear me describe how their dicks felt going inside me and banging in my mouth and pussy.

I finally left my office and found a job in a club as a barmaid. I would dress as sexy as possible with heels, short skirts, a hose of panties without panties and either dumbbells or blouses through without bra. Every time I served drinks, I made sure to exhibit as much as possible. I had a lot of guys asking me to do all kinds of things, but I never did anything with them. I was going home and I was telling my husband what they had asked me to do and before I knew we were going to fuck and we were both talking about getting fucked. I never fucked anyone before the day we went to the beach.

Angie didn’t like doing it. There, in front of her boyfriend Rick and her friend Luke, her exposed breasts, and her voluptuous breasts 36 inches of D-cup tied from their bra and clinging on her chest so lightly, she was not particularly happy. At least she wore a set of tights, naked in colour to prevent her being totally naked, but her 38-inch hips were clearly defined as the little patch of pubic hair on her pussy. From size up although its small milky white 32 inches size was on the display as well as its large red nipples. But it was a shame that she had to only serve Rick and Luke a few drinks in this semi-nude state. At 25, and in the bounty of his life, and proud of a body that just dared sex call Angie took it in his footsteps.

My husband and I were married for five years, and as for me, I considered our sex together as “great.” I did a lot of things for my husband to make our sex interesting and not boring, like playing a role, dressing up like a whore, raping sketches and on a few occasions even took part in three with my husband and another man.

I came home from work this Friday, feeling a little weird and in the mood for something wild and crazy. I went to the bedroom and undressed my work clothes, then to the bathroom for a relaxing bath.

Last weekend, we went by bike and stopped by our usual water hole. It’s a very popular bar with weekend bikers (not bikers gangs, but especially professionals who like to put on their Harley equipment and ride on weekends). It has an outdoor terrace that overlooks the parking lot, so you can watch all the bikes come and go. There is an 8 foot wooden fence around the parking lot with just some wooded land behind.

I’ve been married to the wife of most male fantasies almost ten years now. These ten years have been punctuated by some love adventures that make others pale by comparison. Joy has always been a free spirit, but given his heavenly body, it was easy to ignore. During the first five years of marriage, we explored ourselves in every possible sexual way. I didn’t see how our love life could be richer.

My cousin Judy got married when she was 16. His fidelity was my age. They’ve been out for fourteen years. He tried to take her virginity but she wouldn’t leave it.

At 16, he asks him to marry him and she consents. She told me she was gonna save herself for her wedding night. And she did until the week before the wedding.

She was talking to one of her friends who told her that Judy’s fiancée had been at a party a few weeks before asking Judy to marry her. He had drunk and wounded two friends of Judy who were also at the party.